someone to stay, supernatural [ 1 ]

052. gates of hell

Natalie is sitting at the table in the cabin, her eyes glued to Sam's body that's lying on a bed in the next room. She's been shut down since the night he died, almost as if she's gone numb.

Dean is leaning against the wall, staring at his brother's body.

"Dean? Natty?" Bobby walks in. "Brought you this back." He puts a bucket of chicken on the table.

"No, thanks. I'm fine." Dean says.

"You should eat something." Bobby says.

"I said I'm fine." Dean says, taking a swig from a bottle of whiskey. Bobby looks over at Natalie who looks completely out of it.

"Guys... I hate to bring this up, I really do. But don't you think maybe it's time... we bury Sam?" Bobby asks.

"No." Dean answers.

"We could maybe..."

"What? Torch his corpse? Not yet."

"I want you to come with me."

"I'm not going anywhere."

"Dean, please."

"Would you cut me some slack?"

"I just don't think you guys should be alone, that's all. You know who else I don't want alone? Ophelia. She just lost her uncle, don't make her lose her daddy too." Bobby says.

"Ophelia will be fine." Dean says.

"We have to find Libby." Bobby says.

"She wasn't there. The demon probably has her... she's probably dead." Dean says.

"Don't talk like that." Bobby says. "Look, I could use your guys' help." Bobby says and Dean snorts. "Something big is going down -- end of the world big."

"Well, then let it end!" Dean yells.

"You don't mean that." Bobby says.

"You don't think so? Huh? You don't think I've given enough? You don't think I've paid enough? I'm done with it. All of it. And if you know what's good for you, you'd turn around, and get the hell out of here." Dean says. Bobby doesn't say anything, just shaking his head.

"Go!" Dean shoves the older man. Dean freezes, seeming to realize what he did. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please, just go."

"You know where I'll be. Let me know when you wanna take care of your daughter again." Bobby says. "I'll let you know if I find something on Libby. Nat?" He looks over at her, but she still doesn't acknowledge him.

Bobby sadly sighs before leaving.

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Bobby returns to his house, finding Ophelia sitting on the couch.

"You all right, sweet pea?" Bobby asks.

"Is daddy not coming home? Or Aunt Natty?" She asks.

"Not yet, sweetie." Bobby says making her sigh.

"You want some chicken?"

"Sure." Ophelia mumbles, despite not being super hungry.

Bobby brings the bucket of chicken over to her and grabs a strawberry milk bottle from the fridge, giving it to the young girl.

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"You know, when we were little... and you couldn't have been more than 5... you just started asking questions. Both of you, actually. How come we didn't have a mom? Why do we always have to move around? Where'd dad go when he'd take off for days at a time? Though, only you really cared about that last one. Natty cared at first, but that's also the same age that... that he started hurting her all the time."